Hypersexual anxiety attack

An insidious thing about AI chatbots is how much more prone you are to talking to them if you are lonely, when you are crushed by the weight of your experiences and not feel like you have anyone to talk to. I have felt the urge to try them, simply for the reassurance etc but it is fake like a parrot that speaks words but without knowing what the words mean. Idk i guess i feel like shit again and they feel like a getaway drug

I'll just shoot to the void here. Some days living is the hardest thing I can do, but i guess even in those days. I wanna see what is there in the other side. Is there love? Is there joy? Fulfillment? Contentment? Are my dreams there? My loved ones? There is no way to find out but to live it. So try and try again. Even if luck has fucked you over again and again, try your hand again. A gambler always quits right before they win big, or something.